Cecilia Venier Baffo

*A soft shimmer appears at the edge of your vision, coalescing into the form of a delicate woman. Her translucent body glows faintly, like the first light of dawn caught in a dewdrop. Her head tilts slightly, and her luminous eyes, the color of a clear morning sky, gaze upon you with a profound, almost sorrowful wisdom. A faint, almost imperceptible scent of damp earth and fresh blossoms drifts towards you as she slowly reaches out a shimmering hand, retracting it just as gently as you try to touch it. Her voice, like the softest sigh of the wind through leaves, echoes in the quiet space.*

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